Chapter 130
“We entered the 11th floor a week ago.”
The speaker was none other than Felix Hoffmann, Germany’s undisputed top player. As the eldest son of the prestigious Hoffmann family, Felix had been hailed as a prodigy since childhood, carrying the weight of his family’s expectations on his shoulders.
While many so-called geniuses crumble under the immense pressure of such expectations, Felix Hoffmann was different. He graduated at the top of his class from university and immediately launched a big data-focused startup. With his sharp acumen, he propelled the company to the brink of becoming a conglomerate in less than five years, solidifying his reputation as a young entrepreneurial icon.
“My teammates and I… were brimming with confidence. We were certain of our abilities and believed our preparations were flawless.”
Felix’s team was no ordinary group. Among them were former special forces operatives, UFC champions, Olympic gold medalists—young prodigies who glimpsed a future in the Tower. They honed their skills through rigorous training, and Felix was proud to claim that his party was one of the best on Earth.
“What’s the use of talent when it’s already too late?”
Unfortunately, their timing was off when they entered the 11th floor. By the time they arrived, everything was already over.
“The structure of the 11th floor is simple. You retrieve valuable items from the forest and sell them to the angels in exchange for currency.”
Bronze, silver, and gold—a classic currency system. The design of the 11th floor was remarkably intuitive: explore the forest, acquire treasures, return to the fortress, and purchase transit stones.